This Is More Than A Bromance: Larry Stylinson

Chapter 11

I can't believe what happened last night, I'm so stupid! Going to that club ended up making things far worse then I could ever had imagined, and it was all to make Harry jealous! It's kind of obvious now that he doesn't want me that way...

And now he wanted to "talk", which means he's probably going to yell at me for being a queer or whatever. Might as well get it over with though...

I nodded my agreement and we walked up the stairs slowly, as if death or something equally ad bad was waiting for us up there.

We finally saf down on our own beds, awkwardly facing each other. I cleared my throat, knowing that this conversation can't be avoided forever, no matter how badly I would like to.

"So... are we good now?" I asked him, a bit on the doubtful side.

I didn't even bother explaining what happened, there was really no point. I just wanted to skip all the drama and get to the part where we make up.

He smiled a small, sad smile. "Of course, Boobear! You'll always be my best friend!"

Yep, the 'Best Friend', that's all I am... I smiled back though, as if I agreed; as if all I want to be is his best mate...

We just sat there for a moment, not really saying anything when he announced suddenly "So, when are we going to go on our date? You didn't think that I would forget, did you Boo?"

I chuckled, surprised that he had even remembered that - I thought he didn't card. "Uh, is today good?" I asked him shyly, feeling my face heat up, much to my embarrassment and his delight.

He smiled, showing his teeth. "I'd be glad to!"

I grinned back, before sobering up a bit. "I missed you..."

He didn't even hesitate; he came over to me and wrapped his strong arms around my waist. "Me too, Boo," He mumbled into my ear, and kissed my cheek.

After a moment he let go, and I was kind of disappointed until he said "So... I'm going to go make myself sexy for our date!" and then laughed and ran out of our room.

"You're already sexy, Hazza." I whispered to myself.

I decided to get ready too, changing into some jeans, my favorite brown scarf (which is very manly), a plain grey sweatshirt and my brown Toms... I think I managed to look casual but still sexy, as usual. I went downstairs, munching on some carrots and waiting for Harry to hurry up. He came down not much later, dressed very casual but oh so sexy. He had on some jeans and a tight fitting blue sweater.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from him... I guess he noticed because he smirked confidently, before strolling over to where I was and whispering "Like what you see, Lou?"

I rolled my eyes and decided to play along. "Oh yes! You look like sex!" I laughed, trying to play it off as a joke even though he really did look gorgeous.

He just blushed and grabbed my hand. "Come on let's go!"

I couldn't help but laugh at his childishness; he may look like a sex god but he acts like a little baby.